The Press And Privacy

When I was a newspaper reporter, I inevitably imagined my profile
subject’s grown children coming across my article someday. I aimed to
write something that would be accurate, skeptical, analytical, and
empathetic something three-dimensional enough to give those
hypothetical offspring some useful piece of the truth of who their mom
or dad was. Maybe that makes me “too stupid or too full of (myself).” I
don’t think so.

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